I Am Very Unmusical. I Can't Carry

Digital Clocks Took The 'space' Out Of Time.

I Embarked On My Life - I Didn't Do Anything. I Don't Have An Explanation.

How Many Beginnings Before You See The Lies In Your Excitement?

In These Night Recitations We Create A Space Between Things As We Felt Them At The Time And As We Speak Them Now. This Is The Space Reserved For Irony, Sympathy And Fond Amusement, The Means By Which We Rescue Ourselves From The Past.

To Portray America Over The Past Twenty Years Or So, I Would Think Immediately Of Football, Probably The Super Bowl In Its Sumptuous Suggestion Of A National Death Wish.